Harmony, so hard to find
The fight just goes on
Morality, forget what you've learned
The preachers they are wrong
So many rules, made by whom?
The Holy God?
So many dreams seducing your senses
They make you weak
Wake up, look around
Satan's here, it's all his ground
Jesus Christ, we spit on you
And we're turning your cross upside down
Freedom, it's such a gift
Freedom, the only way
Feel the magic
You are a god, the world is yours
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
